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A broken past molds us into what we call our present mask and all that lingers and basks, either feeding positive tasks or manifesting a present past (It makes no sense, don't ask) Attraction is distraction Unsolvable fractions Needing emotional extraction Mind dribble dance Lost in a trance, never had a chance So used to subliminally bursting Not used to someone witnessing me recoloring I curl inside I wish to hide I crave apathy I refuse apathy I boycott spoon-fed darkness But sometimes it swallows you whole I understand the anger of an earth angel I understand the haunting isolation when you realize you're the last of your kind When life meets despair, inhale that coastline air It's better to painfully breathe than apathetically impair ~ the calm after a heart wave crashes ~
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Sep 13, 2013
Sep 13, 2013 at 11:09 PM UTC
Random drips chaos in my phone
A broken past molds us into what we call our present mask and all that lingers and basks, either feeding positive tasks or manifesting a present past (It makes no sense, don't ask) Attraction is distraction Unsolvable fractions Needing emotional extraction Mind dribble dance Lost in a trance, never had a chance So used to subliminally bursting Not used to someone witnessing me recoloring I curl inside I wish to hide I crave apathy I refuse apathy I boycott spoon-fed darkness But sometimes it swallows you whole I understand the anger of an earth angel I understand the haunting isolation when you realize you're the last of your kind When life meets despair, inhale that coastline air It's better to painfully breathe than apathetically impair ~ the calm after a heart wave crashes ~
I'm not sure I care to format this so I'm just gonna leave it here all messy and chaotic and stuff.
amanda-leigh
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Sep 13, 2013
Sep 13, 2013 at 11:09 PM UTC
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